Chapter Thirteen
Falling In Love with You (TaeyeonXYou Ver.)
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Chapter Thirteen
Tiffany cuddled me as if i am some baby, but it was not my priority right now. The hell i care. I cried there, on her shoulders as i hugged her tightly, i was sat on the middle of her bed and i was leaning on the headboard of her bed, she was sitting on my lap and hugging me as tight as she could. She stayed silent. And so did i. Only my faint crying was heard around the room. We don't need to speak.
I stopped crying when i got tired and soon, both of us laid on the bed. Tiffany had her arms wrapped around me securely as she fell asleep. I felt really bad, like i caught Taeyeon cheating on me when we clearly don't even have that kind of relationship. We are not even friends. But it hurts so bad, i didn't even cry this hard when i heard she was dating but.. it feels different, to see her being held by a man, that's not me. And i hated Baekhyun, and i hate how i love Taeyeon.
Indeed, the answer to Tiffany's question was.. I love Taeyeon as her. As a person. As a woman.
After contemplating and calming down, i slowly removed Tiffany's arms around me and stood up, i was a little dizzy of the action and maybe because i've cried for hours. I held my head, not even caring of how i look like right now and carefully went out Tiffany's room, i i slowly went to the other room and gripped the door knob of Taeyeon's room, it was unlocked.
There i saw her, sleeping the same way she did on the first night i stayed here. And i carefully went to her and sat on the space beside her, her room was dark and i could barely even see her, but it was enough for me.
"Shhhh," she said. "I'm sleeping."
Just like that, From a hundred miles an hour to asleep in a nanosecond. I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch,
to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not , like in those
movies. Not even have . Just sleep together, in the most innocent
sense of the phrase. But i lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend
and i was gawky and she was gorgeous and i was hopelessly boring
and she was endlessly fascinating. So i walked back to my room and
collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I
was drizzle and she was hurricane.
It was one of my favorite part of a book i read before i went to Korea. And that was exactly what i felt and what i did. I fixed Taeyeon's hair that covered her face and touched her cheek.
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